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@thewrongsorts​ said : "don't think i won't carry you if i have to!" (fleur, for viktor)

Viktor can’t stop himself from laughing out of surprise. “I have weak ankles!” he insists. “I did not sprain it, I promise that to you. I do not need you to carry me, though I think you are strong enough to.”

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@psychewrote​ said : home will make you feel better. it always does.                 - - - - - >  from luna for viktor !

“It does, yes.” Viktor smiles thinking about it. He misses home. It’s been so long since he’s been there, it’s a constant thought in the back of his mind how much he wishes to return. “I will not get the chance to go back for months, though. But I think of it.” He looks at Luna for a minute. “Is it hard to be away from home so long for you?”

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CONTINUED FROM HERE // @anthcs

Viktor’s not proud to admit that he didn’t see the bludger coming. 

He’s usually on his game, quick and agile like a seeker is supposed to be, but something about this match just feels.... off.  Bulgaria is winning, and not by a small amount, and he knows it doesn’t really matter if he catches the snitch or not. But it’s his job. He’s caught the snitch every game of the season, and he doesn’t really want to ruin that streak because he feels off during a match. 

He’s so fixated on the snitch that it’s only the split second scream from one of his teammates that has his head half turning, and then it’s just pain. Pain from being hit, and then pain from hitting the ground. He knows how to fall to cause minimal injury, they’re taught to, but he doesn’t have a chance to this time. So he slams into the ground full force, and he definitely hears a painful crunch when he does. 

It’s all a blur after that. There’s healers all around him, and he hears Katie’s voice somewhere, but he’s too dazed to figure out where from until she’s holding onto his hand. He manages a small smile, trying to be reassuring. 

“I like being stuck with you,” he mumbles. It hurts to breathe, but he ignores that. “I have to finish the game. It is not over yet, is it?” He squints up to see if a time out was called, or if the other team had caught the snitch before he’d hit the ground. His head is spinning too much for him to figure out if they have or not. He squeezes Katie’s hand. “I am okay. i promise.” 

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@anthcs:

Students, as well as the faculty and staff, are not the only ones stressing out about what to do as the Yule Ball rapidly approaches. Katie has heard Professor Flitwick discuss whether or not it would be cruel to use fairies and their light to shimmer and shine as decorations with Hagrid. Professor McGonagall firmly reminds her students of the fact that when in attendance at the Yule Ball, acting on their best behavior can only make Hogwarts shine brighter. Professors Snape and Moody both have little to no patience at all for idle chatter about dress robes or what color one’s gown might be, or what necklace goes best with what earrings or bracelets.

As the Ball approaches, Katie figures that this must be similar to the excitement of Muggles around ‘prom’. She’s only heard stories about it from her father, but focusing on making a pineapple dance is next to impossible when the haunting memory of witnessing the Unforgivable Curses in Professor Moody’s Defense Against the Dark Arts class is still very prominent in her mind. If Katie is this stressed, fretting about not only what to wear, but also the exams that are sure to follow, she can’t imagine how stressed the Champions feel (having seen Cedric stressing out in the common room, having talked with Viktor, and getting glimpses of Harry and Fleur too).

When the evening of the Yule Ball arrives, the entire Hufflepuff House is buzzing with nervous energy and excitement and gossip. In her part of the dormitory, close to Hannah and Susan, Katie murmurs the charm learned from Flitwick and confirmed by Professor Sprout. Her dress slips on easily and with the assistance of her wand, the zipper is a little too enthusiastic as it pinches her back, before halting to rest. Next is her hair styled in a plait that she had learned from one of the girls in Ravenclaw, necklace and earrings that once belonged to her mother following, and applying some natural looking makeup. It’s funny, how some of these are so simple, but make her feel as comfortable and as confident as if she were in the gardens (though Katie made sure that her nails were clean and trimmed, without any soil or mulch visible on her painted nails).

Before Katie knows it, in a grand movement, she’s being ushered into the room with the champions and their dates. She sees Cedric and Cho, Fleur and Michael from Ravenclaw (at least, Katie thinks that his name is Michael), Harry and Parvati, and then…

Katie excuses herself as she steps in between Cedric and Cho to reach Viktor, complimenting both. Once there, his hand receives a reassuring squeeze. It’s a discreet way — or, at least, Katies hopes it is — of telling him that everything will be alright, even if the champions must open the ball with the first dances.

Too soon, the first dance of the evening is underway, as the champions begin a graceful and slow dance. Though it feels as if the Headmaster of Durmstrang is staring at the two, possibly even scowling and glowering the very same way that some of Viktor’s fans are, Katie doesn’t care. She doesn’t care that there are scandalized gasps from some students, whispering about everything from “how could Viktor choose her?” to “do you see that flower crown that she’s wearing? how silly!” to “I think that the flower crown looks pretty, don’t be so rude!” to “do you reckon that Viktor would ask me to dance? should I ask him?” to something else entirely that Katie tunes out.

“Tell me about your traditional dances back home.”

Katie instructs in a gentle tone used to try and prevent an anxiety attack. The charm keeps her flower crown in place, even when she swiftly moves her feet to avoid being stepped on by a clumsy dancer to her right. She almost wants to place her head against his chest, to really be closer, but she doesn’t want to make Viktor uncomfortable since it’s such an open display of affection and many are already staring at his hand on her back or her hand in his (and she thinks that she can feel his pulse flutter nervously). Katie knows with a certainty, that if Viktor can catch and hold on to something as small and seemingly delicate as the golden snitch, then she’ll be alright. Even when he lifts her up slightly, and she can’t help but laugh gleefully, extending out her arms as if wings, before holding onto Viktor’s shoulders for support, she knows that she’ll be more than alright. Without any doubt, Katie feels perfectly safe in Viktor’s arms.  

“Back in Bulgaria, I mean.”

Viktor can’t really think of anywhere he wants to be less. He hates things like this. Hates being the center of attention, hates being what people focus on and talk about. In the air, when he’s playing Quidditch, he can tune it out. He can’t do that now, not when the whole room feels like it’s crushing him. Whispers and voices and gazes all surrounding him. 

The only thing he has to hold onto is Katie. He keeps glancing at her while they walk behind Harry and Parvati. He wants to be sick. He hopes no one notices he’s practically shaking. His grip on Katie’s hand is probably too tight. He hears someone whispering as they pass-- how could Viktor choose her?-- and glares at them with such severity, the student looks away guiltily. Good, he thinks. He was tired of hearing it. 

Viktor struggles to answer her question. His entire throat feels like it’s closed up, and he knows for certain that he’s shaking with nervous energy. He tries to focus on just making it through the dance they’re doing now. He doesn’t think about answering her until they’ve gone around the floor once. 

“I....” Viktor grits his teeth and tries to force himself to breathe. It’s fine, he tries to tell himself. He looks at Katie. She looks like she’s having fun. Her laughter makes him relax slightly, and he manages a minuscule smile that really just cancels out his grimace. “Music is better,” he finally manages to say. “More fun. This is.... I do not know how I will do this all night.” He shakes his head, trying to focus on something less stressful as they spin again. “I like your flower crown. We do the same, I mean we have--” He fumbles, losing track of the words. “I am not doing this well.” 

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@anthcs​ said : ❝ I can’t find their blanket, AND I've been up since four this morning, please help me. ❞

Viktor feels like he never understood the phrase out of the frying pan and into the fire quite as much as he does right now he’s got a kid. Coming back from a trip with the team, and he’s immediately met by Katie looking frazzled and exhausted. “Alright,” he says. “Take a deep breath. I have got it from here. I put the blanket in the wash, so I will get it.” He puts his hands on her shoulders. “Deep breath.” 

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@anthcs​ said : ❝ We’re going to be parents! ❞ [[ Katie to Viktor!! and she's just so "!!!!!!!" about the whole thing. ]]

“What?” Viktor’s heart feels ready to burst with joy, and he smiles at Katie, the shock clear on his face. “We are going to have a baby? Really?”

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“ but when i stop and see you there i remember who this was all for. “ viktor

Viktor’s words surprise Katie.

Not because of what he says. Not because of how he says it. Only because of how openly he says it. There used to be a time — and sometimes it still happens, even now — where he would look worried about just what he was saying, about who might overhear his words and twist them until unrecognizable.

It’s the first time that Katie has visited Bulgaria after graduating from Hogwarts. Even now, she can remember the punishment not fitting for the action, the honey-sweet voice that was more deadly than poisonous , and how Umbridge had treated the students. Though not present at Harry’s detention, Katie can still recall the flippant remarks and comments, cruel remarks when she spoke out. Insisting that Viktor had no control over the Imperius Curse, stating that Cedric was killed by Voldemort, often invoked the wrath of Umbridge.

Returning to the present happened suddenly, just like slipping back into the horrible times did. With rumors about what was going on in Hogwarts now, Katie could only speculate. Katie’s gloved fingers slip easily into the spaces between Viktor’s, pulling her jacket a little closer. Whether the pink is from the biting wind, or even being quite happy with Viktor’s words, she doesn’t know; but warmth spreads like she’s wrapped up in a heated blanket.

“Thank you, Viktor.” Her head gently goes to his shoulder, loose hair against her back probably now tickling him a little. “I fight for you back home, too.”

It’s nice, really, to have Katie here. It feels like ages since they’ve seen each other, and letters aren’t enough to really convey how much he misses her. Hearing everything that’s going on in the UK makes him nervous, and he wants to go back just to protect his friends. But no, he has to stay. He has to work. 

He squeezes her hand gently. “I am glad you are here,” he says. “From your letters and everything, the things I have heard.... I have been very worried. I was not sure we would ever meet again.” 

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“Admit it.” Viktor grins as he stands on the back porch of his parents’ house with Katie, looking out over the meadow that stretches along for miles in every direction. “When I said I wanted to show you something outside, you thought I was talking about something Quidditch-related.” 

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@nosestealer liked for a viktor starter !

Midnight snacks are the best. Viktor’s been on an incredibly strict diet since he started his career, to keep him in shape and fit, but sometimes, he needs to cheat. He’d behaved just fine during the feast, but now that’s over, and he’s managed to find the kitchens.

He’s sitting on the counter, feet swinging a bit and free hand catching any powdered sugar falling as he happily eats a jelly doughnut. And then the door opens, and he freezes. It’s too late to hide anything, so he just sits there and looks at the girl that enters.

“I, uh. Am lost.”

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@anthcs​ said : ❝The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.❞ [[ for Viktor! :') ]]

Viktor’s smile is small and weak, sad but happy at the same time. “It sounds like it is a great thing,” he says quietly. “But I do not think I will ever know it. Some lessons cannot be learned.”

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@anthcs​ said : ❝ can’t promise you fair sky above. can’t promise you kind road below. but i’ll walk with you, my love, any way the wind blows. ❞ [[ -through muffled sobbing noises- Katie to Viktor! ]]

Viktor’s gaze remains on Katie for longer than it should. His brows remain slightly furrowed as his expression fights to settle on something-- confusion, vulnerability, worry, hope. He rocks forward slightly on his heels. Gaze moves from Katie’s eyes down to her lips and back. Questioning, hopeful, fearful she’ll pull away if he leans forward.

The world is falling apart, they’re at war. They can’t promise each other anything, just like Katie had said. Fair skies and kind rose are not a guarantee. They’re a luxury that no one can afford. A steady hand to hold is perhaps the best that can be offered, and it’s what Katie does. Open-heartedly and beautifully, like everything about Katie.

He cups Katie’s face in his hands, touch gentle and cautious. Nothing is certain but this. He presses his temple to Katie’s. He knows about those she’s lost, he knows it is not easy to get over an old love. He would never ask her to. He would never dishonor their memories by trying. But still he holds her close, afraid to let go. Afraid he won’t see her again if he does, when the fighting and madness are all over.  

If he dies, he does not want it to be with regret. He’s never been good with words. He wishes he could be now, but he doesn’t know what to say right now, how to convey everything he’s feeling and fearing and hoping in a string of words. His gaze flits down again before focusing on Katie’s face. Lips part slightly as he inhales, preparing to say words he still didn’t know.

“I will walk with you,” he promises softly. Repeats the promise she made. He meets her gaze and holds it. “I am not ready to part ways.”

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@anthcs​ said : Katie rests her head under Viktor's chin. even though he is taller, this hug allows her to see more of his face and less of a profile view (though his profile is a nice one, she likes seeing his smile too). sighing softly, she hopes that he feels as comforted and as assured as she does, looking up (on her tiptoes from habit) at him, hoping it will ease any apprehension he might feel. ❝ I know your next task is going to be pretty soon, but do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞

People don’t usually hug Viktor. He’s not used to it, and he wouldn’t say he’s all that fond of it. But right now, it feels nice. It feels comforting, which is exactly what he needs. “I can stay,” he tells her, voice quiet. Always wary of people listening in. He manages a small smile. “It will be fine. Just a maze. The lake was worse. Did I tell you why I chose transfiguration for the last challenge?” Nervous rambling isn’t something he usually does, but something about the last task has him freaking out.

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@anthcs said : "Look at me. Just breathe." [[ for Viktor! maybe she's helping him during one of his moments of anxiety / panic attacks? ^^" ]]

Viktor forces himself to meet Katie’s gaze, chest tight as he tries to get his breathing under control. He holds onto her hands tightly. “I-I cannot-- I cannot.” He can hear his heart pounding in his ears, feel it in his fingertips. He struggles to take another breath and squeezes her hands. “Do not let go.”

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Viktor hates being in front of people. He hates talking to people, he hates being around them, he hates them looking at him. He shifts uncomfortably, exhaling and looking like he’s sulking as he stands in the corner. He glances at Theodore when he comes close to him. Might as well save him the effort, right? He looks down at his feet before he shakes his head. “I am not made for interacting with people.”

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@championmourned liked for a viktor starter !

"Is it not rude to stare in this country?” 

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